#my anonz

[are-we-really-doing-this]

I believe in Jd and Fred in the break stuff mv Supremacy

All hail the goofy banter and bi-curious tension.

[voidzphere]

☆ how i feel successfully pissin weirdoz (and their friendz) off on the internet >_<

★ haterz mad can suck my cl1t ! keep yappin bitch, i'll never quit x3 ! /lyr

killer belongz to rahafwabas my persona belongz to me :P

[01zfan]

do u have any blogs you recommend ?

*cracks knuckles* finally i have a chance to brag about the amazing people i follow hehe...first of all i wanna say the riize writer community is small as hell so if you're already following them my apologies...

first off i gotta say @melobin...when i think about riize writing melody's account is the first one that comes to mind! her porn plot series is fantasticccc and i love the way she answers her asks too!

@sh0tanzz is a really cool account as someone who loves riize and astrology i think it's super cool to see analysis of their charts (it's also hilarious to see how it correlates to how we write them LMFAO)

i LOVEEEE @euseokz writing so much! and brie's theme for her account is always so gorginaaa and the way she formats her fics is so freaking cool! so well written each time she's on my timeline i'm absolutely seated.

@riizey is a slightly newer account but all of her stuff has been amazing so far. and i musttttt support anyone who writes for shotaro like seriously...

and last but not least my wonderful amazing smelling @5ungchan! solange is a blessing and a such a talent omg the way she sets the scene and the mood and the feeling is just otherworldly!

[junk-thrillz]

Maxwell Puckett voice can you please take my itsy bitsy ass seriously

The true plight of every 12 year old, "continually getting washed down the waterspout"

[okwonyo]

username ideas ??? ( enhypen / ive based pls !! )

hrtwonys i2reis

i-yunski okeseos

bluurei or bluureis

lizwons gaeulitoz

doesung bambseungs

[morglien]

blake leaving lipstick stains all over yangs face

something intimate about kissing another person's lipstick off to the point where u are wearing more than them...

[cirqosmos]

I just saw your Route 1 Teaser for the final chapter and I became so excited 🫠 This series is so good and I can't wait to see how it's going to end 🫣

But I also read your other fics and absolutely loved them - the Taehyun one and the whole (fallen) angel concept for Enhypen...like damn 🤭

I just really hyped for what's about to come and hope you take care of yourself too 💕

- 🌸

WAIT U ALL ARE GIVING ME HEART ATTACK AT ONE BLOW .·´¯`(>▂<)´¯`·.💗💗💗 AND OMG I got a new anon?? wHY AM I IMAGINING U TO BE SUCH A DELICATE FLOWER THAT I SHOULD HOLD AND PROTECT 😟😟 thank u vv much my flower ILYSMMM THANKK YOUUU and I hope u take care of urself too sksksk 💗💗💗

[fhrlclln]

I’ve been living for the Qimir fanfics. Can you write one where reader and him were lovers in the Jedi together, he thought she died, but actually the Jedi wiped her memory. When he bumps into her again he’s FURIOUS but also just happy that she’s alive and tries to get her memory back. Lots of angst but with a happy ending?👀

and here you stand | qimir

SUMMARY -> a man in your dreams feels like a distant memory you cannot seem to touch upon but when a particular meeting with a man in the streets of olega might be the answer to everything.

qimir x fem! reader

masterlist

GENRE -> angst & fluff

WC -> 2.85k

a/n: aNONz i hope this fic is what you requested for!!! i tried my best with the angst 😩🤌

likes, comments and reposts are greatly appreciated !! <3

enjoy !!

the dream always started out softly...

a glimpse of a man with short black hair, dawning a padawan braid, smiling and laughing with you in the gardens of the jedi temple in coruscant. he’d always kissed you and for a moment in the dream, you could feel his hands gently caress your cheek and see the loving gaze of his eyes on you. but the dream was always somewhat blurry... you can't remember the young man's face but his laughter, his love you feel is everything to you. it was comforting, it felt like home but the moment his laughter ends, the dream did as well.

and you wake up with a longing feeling stuck in your chest.

you'd try to remember your times as a former jedi, a former padawan in your time in coruscant. hoping you could somehow remember the man in your dreams, for it felt it was a distant memory than a dream but it always ended up with no avail. it was painful enough that you missed being back in coruscant and to reoccur those memories again in hopes of remembering who the man in your dreams makes it even more painful.

that's until you had just given up at some point on remembering him.

you now reside in a humble planet called olega. the city was large enough for you to explore it in your first days of living there. you opened up a merchant stall, selling the local fruits and vegetables for consumption. leaving the order was a tough decision the council had made upon you, you were a gifted student, gifted with the force. it was strong within you but alas, you failed, you could not somehow learn to control your own self- your own emotions. you can't remember why back then and it haunts you to this day of your failure as a jedi.

but that didn't matter now.

your quiet life of being a merchant had its perks. you were not bound by an order anymore. there were no more responsibilities and expectations placed upon you. you didn't need to train every single day- but sometimes you missed your training lessons. you did miss your former master and padawans, for they were the second family to you. even if it was told that at that time, familial or romantic feelings were forbidden, you still saw them like that.

granted, it was hard to fall back into the normal routine of an everyday civilian. you had been with the order since you were a child. you still would close off your emotions from time to time with the people you grew to know with in olega, but you got the hang of it eventually in the years of living here. but sometimes you wished to go back to coruscant, hoping if you'd visit the gardens and the great tree, you might remember the man in your dreams.

but here you are, standing behind your stall as you packaged the fresh fruits for a customer. you handed to them with a smile on your face and humbly accepted their credits. you sigh, sitting on your stool as you counted your savings to see if it would cover the rent you have to pay for this month. it was enough, your stall was popular in demand because of how fresh your picks was and you were grateful for that. you stand up again, noticing that you had to close now, seeing that almost all your merchandise was sold.

"closing off early again?" the cheery voice of your fellow merchant quips. you laugh, shrugging as you started packing away.

"i am!" you chuckled, checking if everything is in place before you could leave. you adjusted your satchel as you put on your hood, bidding your fellow merchants a kind goodbye as you went off.

a hot meal would be nice, you think to yourself, before you'd head home. walking through a crowd, you squeeze yourself in as you excused yourself to get by. the heart of the plaza certainly was always full of people at this time. for a moment, a watchful feeling washed over your senses as you look up ahead.

your eyes meet with a man’s. his black hair is slightly disheveled and greasy and the way his eyes were set upon you made you confused for a moment how hard his stare was. you look away, getting out of the crowd, an uneasy feeling settling in your chest as you walk away quickly.

qimir stands still in the middle of the plaza, his heart is thumping loudly against his ribcage. it couldn't be you. he doesn't know if the glimpse of you in the crowd was a mere apparition of the force but the way you looked at him had him thinking otherwise. you disappear from the crowd and he is hot on his feet to catch up to you.

he watches you go into an alley way, he follows in-suit, thinking that you’re trying to escape him. his nostrils flare, his agenda for today to go to the local apothecary is out of his plans as he follows you.

he watched you die.

he was sure of it, that memory of you of pushing him into his own ship whilst you stand guard to help him buy him some time to get out of coruscant never left his mind. it haunted him until he lives and breaths and it enraged him that you foolishly given your life for him to flee before his own former master would have killed him.

you were supposed to be together, right?

he thinks bitterly as he squeezes in the alley way. a lot of questions pop in his mind, were you still with the jedi after all you and him have suffered through because of them? that you willingly stayed? that you faked your own death just to leave him? those thoughts made him feel betrayed. you were his light when he was in the darkness. you were the one that understood him despite your refusal to let yourself be seduced by the dark path. he understood you as well yet he hoped that you would see truth that what the jedi do is all a lie.

he quickens his steps and your figure is starting to inch closer to him. he immediately reaches out to grab your arm and push you towards the wall making you gasp as you struggled in his tight death grip as he cages you with his whole body before you could defend yourself.

“let go!” you yelled at him as he ignored your angry yelps as you tried to get out of his grip. he merely stares down at you as you looked up at him. he observes, waiting if an emotion of guilt would cross your face… but there was none? only confusion and annoyance were plastered across your face. and he somehow indulges in your close distance, the feeling of you in front him again has him weak. here you are, warm and smelling the same after years since he had fallen into a rabbit hole of revenge and hatred for the jedi that he thought they killed you.

“i said-“ you weakly tried to pry him off you. your heart was beating so loudly, fearing what this unknown man would do to you. you wished for a moment that the force could help you. he was much stronger, you could tell, even if he looked like a twig underneath his robes. “-let go!”

“you… you’re supposed to be dead.” he breaks his silence. your brows raised with confusion. dead? you wonder if this man was crazy for thinking of you like that. not once did you remember angering any person here for this kind of response.

“i’m standing right here, buddy.” you roll your eyes as he lessens his grip on your arm. and here you do stand, qimir thinks. you relax for a bit as the hard stare he gives you softens slightly. something in him tells him that you don’t even recognize him. and that makes him worried.

“do you know me?” he tests his theory, hoping it was not true. you know him, you would never forget about him.

you two were your other halves of each other’s body, soul and mind, never to be separated even if the cosmos were in between you two. you would always find each other in the end. even in death, you were his other soul, the half of his battered and broken heart. he knows you vow the same as he heard those vows underneath the great tree in the gardens of the jedi temple in coruscant.

i will never forget you. as you had said to him when his lips last touch yours before you threw him into his ship, leaving him in agony seeing you turn on your saber before his master slashes you with her saber.

i love you, qimir.

he blinks wetly. there’s a hollow feeling inside his chest when he sees that you don’t genuinely recognize him the slightest bit.

“…no? no, i don’t know you. look, sir, if you have any problem with me or you want money, i have some credits-“

“what i want is for you to tell me the truth.” he cuts you off, wondering if you were lying as he tries to peer into your mind. he feels furious, furious that you are acting like this but the desperation… the desperation of trying to see you at least recognize him is taking over. you feel the hum of the force, so familiar even if it had been years since you trained. but it wasn’t just that, his force felt familiar.

“…you wield the force.” you say as your eyes widened when you feel him try to pry in your mind. an instinct in you erupts as you somehow managed to surprise him by grabbing him by his arm and the collar of his robe then pushed him into the wall that you were pressed against, making the roles reverse. qimir lets you do that as he looks down at you, a sadness in his eyes as he realizes that you don’t remember him.

what happened to you?

“you don’t remember me…” he whispers, defeated. he grips your wrist gently as a congested look of hurt is across his face.

“and you know me?” you ask, somehow feeling like he knows you more intimately than you had expected. confusion is breaking your calm mind, it frightens you that somehow you feel like what he’s saying is so close to the truth but you can’t discern it clearly. you know nothing of him. you let him go and qimir almost wobbled in his knees when your touch is gone.

he nods and your chest suddenly hurts. you back away, frightened and confused, it was overwhelming that you feel for him but don’t remember him. before qimir could utter anything else, you walk away. he watches you go, sensing that something was wrong. something had been wiped away in your mind with the memories of him and he feels lost. the one person that had stayed with him throughout his grievances and frustrations, the one good person he thought dead and the one woman he loved doesn’t remember him.

he’ll have to talk to you again when he wills himself.

・��゜・．

it had been days since you last saw that strange man and your dreams have been getting even more vivid.

it was scaring you.

remembering the look in his eyes, you saw that he did in fact know you. but you don’t know him. sometimes when you wake up now after dreaming of that young man in your dreams, it felt like something in you was lost. and that your mind was actively trying to remember, trying to hold on what was missing but it always fails. and it leaves you feeling so lost and confused.

you sit by your bed now. you haven’t started your day like the usual. you felt sick, nauseous and incredibly exhausted of trying to will yourself to remember that strange man. his touch felt familiar when you remember it, his voice was somehow a comfort and his gaze… you know you would be in trance with those dark eyes of his that spoke of tenderness.

your eyes felt heavy as the sun peaks through the blinds of your windows. you sigh, weakly trying to get up. you felt you were about to fall back onto your bed again until a knock on your door surprises you. you freeze, the knocks then grew more louder and you sighed, thinking it was your landlord as you get up, wrapping your cloak around you.

you push the red button on the control panel as the sound of your door swiftly opening doesn’t ready you for him to be standing by your doorstep. you freeze, seeing that he’s dressed in another way-too-huge robes on him. he looks at you for a moment, taking in your face of confusion.

“i just want to talk.” he pleads and you stay frozen in your spot for a moment, wondering if you want to talk with him. but deep inside, your heart is telling you yes as it beats loudly.

“okay.” you say quietly as you let him in. qimir relaxes as you close the door once he crosses the threshold and he stands inside your small apartment.

“how long have you been living here?” he asks, looking around the place. “in olega… i mean.”

“seven… eight years, i think?” you answer as best as you can. “i stayed in coruscant for a couple of months before moving here.”

“why?” he asks further, confused.

“i left the jedi… i used to be a jedi.” you shrug. “it was the council’s decision why i couldn’t continue my training.”

“because?”

“…i- because they said i didn’t control my self, my emotions.” you sighed, not liking that you were telling this stranger of your failure. a stranger that you somehow know. you remind yourself.

“and you’re sure the council had told you that was their true reasons for letting you go?” he faces you, understanding bit by bit what happened to you. "they lied."

“why do you ask me? are you a jedi or was- as well?” you ask him now.

“i was.” he nods bitterly.

you blink. “then how do you know me?”

“we were…” he starts, finding his words to try and let this information on you easily. your memories were wiped as far as he could tell. he thinks that vernestra orchestrated to do this to you when they had disarmed you at some point after he had escaped. for it was to conceal those outside the jedi order of his existence and that it may put them in a political disaster. he scoffs at that in his mind. he wills himself not to go to the local jedi temple and slaughter master torbin himself for this, out of spite he’ll kill them all in there.

“you and i, we shared a bond.” he softly says as he nears you and you let him. “a bond that the order told us that it was forbidden.”

you blink, understanding what he meant. did the jedi lied to you? you think, feeling betrayed by the order that you had respected could do this to you. his soft gaze felt familiar and you reel in to his gentle voice. qimir’s chest filled with hope seeing you slowly start to understand him even though you still don’t know him.

“i am yours.” he takes your hand to his, placing it above his chest. “and you are mine.”

“and together…” those words leave your lips without even you registering it for a moment as he presses his forehead against yours. you shudder, your eyes welling up with tears, feeling overwhelmed as this felt like the scene in your dreams. this man was the young man in your dreams. you realized, why you somehow feel like you know him.

vows in the gardens, whispering it underneath the great tree. two padawans’ hearts beating with one another and the sweet song of love fills their chests as they become one. bound to eternity forever.

“we are bound to each other forever.” he finishes as he wipes the tears streaming down your face.

“i want to remember you…” you sobbed, your own chest hurting for not remembering him. this man that you had just met days ago but felt like you’ve known him forever. qimir smiles sadly as he pulls you into his arms. you cried on his shoulder, loving the way his arms felt around you.

you don’t even know his name and it breaks your heart again.

“i’ll help you remember. we found each other again.” he vows and promises he’ll make you remember. his own eyes wetting with his tears as he nuzzles his face on your soft hair and he whispers. “i promise.”

but all that matters now is that you are with him at last.

[the-flys-buzz]

{A tall ant person scurries in, wearing a sleeveless sweater (becuz. Four arms), and sweatpants, fucked-up spiral eyes darting around quickly.}

Uh- hello there!… where am I?

(I FORCED MYSELF TO GET OVER MY ANXIETY FOR THIS /silly)

@crazed4rsonist

sup! nice t meet a fellow bug! m william n this is..... someone who isnt important. welcome to the fazbenders arcade location.

he tried to hold out a paw to be shaken but was quickly shoved aside by caleb.

“WELL, HELLOOOO THERE! IT’Z AWFUL NICE TO FINALLY MEET YOU! A FEW OF THE ANONZ HAVE BEEN MENTIONING YOU! THIZ GUY JUZT REFUZEZ TO INTRODUCE ME. I’M CALEB.”

Fang is very loud. He holds out its hand to you though, so. No handshake from William only the rotten flower, I guess.

[rav3rz-c01n1ng-bl0g]

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Thx 4 reading!

[are-we-really-doing-this]

john cena prototype is so hot to me for no fucking reason

He’s soooo ‘supersoldier that was grown in a vat at Area 51 using alien technology that also was given a dick because the mad scientist pervert getting all that delicious government defense money blew the whole budget on double alien dicks’. Like where else are you gonna get a guy that’s the lovechild of Duke Nukem and Gronk from outer space.

[01zfan]

Honest question by someone whos never kissed. Is it real that glasses fog up during kissing? If so...damn how does that work like you cant see anymore

LMFAOOOOO well speaking from experience unfortunately they do i think it’s because when your face is so close to someone elses and that body heat and heavy breaths…u either deal with the fog or have your glasses taken off and deal with the blindness.

[junk-thrillz]

Thoughts on junepetershirke

Canon. Canon to me. It's canon.

I wish. I wish. That Shrike had ended up with June and Peter instead of Davy. Or that at the very least she had left him for June and Peter. Would it have ended in tragedy anyway? Yeah of course, the plot demands that June dies and Shrike becomes a werewolf. Would it have made things a bit harder in the meantime? Hard to say. Do I wish it had happened anyway? ABSOLUTELY. It would have meant Cody would have been Max and Zoey's brother, but whatever, that's a small price to pay, and it's even kind of sweet. I mean, I'd hope to GOD that Shrike would have custody in that particular divorce. Because wow. What a mess.

Peter and his two badass headstrong wives. What's better than a relationship dynamic where the woman is undoubtedly cooler and more rough around the edges than her special guy? A relationship dynamic where that happens TWICE. If this ship were canon it would mean Peter would have such an obvious and specific type, and I think that's awesome.

But it's also pretty tragic. Peter loses both lovers in the end, one to a very mortal death and one to the suspended animation of monsterhood. Would the same fate have befallen Shrike, if she'd left Mayview with Peter and June? Could polyamory have truly saved her? Again, I don't know. But I love thinking about it. Also, there's no way June wasn't some flavor of queer. Same with Peter. Them being poly with Shrike involved doesn't strike me as out of character at all.

[okwonyo]

"#you guys are so cute what" (has the cutest theme and emoticons)

i smiled like a idiot at that ask :0 you are Cuter!!!!

[morglien]

somebody pointed out on twitter that it's funny the v8 teams were the girls and then the boys + yang, like yang really is one of the boys, she even ruffles jaunes and oscar's head like an older brother it's so cute.

no because i LOVE that so much everytime i watch v8 its THE BOYS AND THE GIRLS. i know its like my brand now but yangs gender is so fucking juicy i adore it and i know it's probably not gonna be explored but the concept itself is so interesting! like. you can hdc yang as transfem/transmasc/nb and its all so valid and makes sense. world's most gender character that can go ANY way

[cirqosmos]

YUAN‼️ idk why but seeing 🍆 anon rizzing you up triggered my hidden competitiveness💪😤 — so here’s some of my rizz for you!! 🤭🤭🤭 are you a diamond ring?? bc i need you (go big or go home rizz) 🥰🥰

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LMFAO WAIT- yall annonies r rizzing me up fr?? SRSLY I'm evaporating ALOT with the PT 2 of jungwon's fic and now this??? i luv your competitiveness tho 🤭🤭 SO CUTE BUT ILY ALL SO DW !!! but 🌅 ANONNIE rizzing me up straight up fired my heart lol 😭😭 that's so so so freaking adorable i keep giggling over here 😭😭